I've said it before, but it's absolutely true: My mother gave me my drive, but my father gave me my dreams. Thanks to him, I could see a future.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My parents taught me to never give up and to always believe that my future could be whatever I dreamt it to be.
When I was a kid, my father didn't really have much hope for me. He thought I was a dreamer; he didn't think I would amount to anything. My mother also.
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
My mother told me on several different occasions that she was livin' her dream vicariously through me. She once said that I was getting' to do all the things that she would have wanted to have done.
I think that they way my parents raised me, they taught me to always follow my dreams and never give up, no matter what the obstacle.
Like my mother, I was always saying, 'I'll fix my life one day.' It became clear when I saw her die without fulfilling her dreams that my time was now or maybe never.
I was hoping I could become a success to give my mother and my father a better way of living.
My mother taught me that we all have the power to achieve our dreams. What I lacked was the courage.
Dreams seem to have a will of their own.
I've got my mother's acceptance of things and my dad's drive - not such a bad combination.